Three times a habit?

2,110 words today. Still sick, but I banged out another Stephen King-esque volume. Yay, me!

Of course, this darn cold has seriously interfered with my conference participation, but it's been a matter of priorities. And I'm putting my writing first. Novel. Paying work. And I'm still making progress on the direct response stuff--the direction I want to take my business in the years ahead.

It was harder today than other days. Not exactly sure why. Maybe because I was thinking that the stuff I've written so far isn't really all that bad. I started investing myself in it. Not good.

Today's tip was to aim low. Then I can produce freely, quickly, and I won't be disappointed by the result. Instead, I'll be pleasantly surprised.

I was perhaps taking a bit too much pride in the work produced thus far, both in terms of ease and of quality (which remains dubious). Even so, it's nice to have that word count under my belt. In fact, I only need to produce another 2,100 words by the end of Sunday to be on track--and free of my first "Onerosity" obligation.

I can technically take tomorrow off.

Maybe I will. The funny thing is, I'm really enjoying the time I can bang out my novel. It's exciting. I don't mind trying to snatch a few moments here and there. That's one of the most thrilling aspects of this whole insane project.